Thanks, but...

Thanks for all of you that submitted ideas for the welcome/goody bags. I thought I was going to be making bags for a womens retreat in September. That was, until I talked to another gal today that said her group had been working on them, and nearly had them all finished. Boo. I was first in line. They cut. No fair. But I'm over it. Can't you tell? I'm sure there is something else I can find to do. But I wanted to do Welcome Bags. But I'm over it. Or at least I will be soon.

A Chair of Bowlies

Take a look at my new beautiful Mountain Arts Pottery bowls. The shop is having a Superbowl sale Friday and Saturday. And not just on bowls! I happened to have exclusive access (a.k.a. I saw the markdowns in the corner!) so was able to have the pick of the litter. I love the set of charcoal red bowls but will give one each as gifts to four very special people. The single bowl I bought for myself. And the pitcher bowl was a gift, from my bomb-diggety daughter, Emily. She's so cool! She also works at Mountain Arts Pottery. So, if you're in the area, stop by the shop to take advantage of some of the best one-of-a-kind pottery on the planet! Half off!

Goody Bags

If you were attending a small conference, and were handed a goody bag when you arrived, barring luxurious cologne and jewelry, what would you like to find inside?

PIzza Party

I decided to give Danae's pizza recipe a try for dinner tonight! I'm pretty sure I nearly burned the sauce, so David opted for canned sauce. But actually, the homemade sauce tasted great, a bit overcooked, but a whole lot better than canned sauce!

The master at work. He was the only one that included a nice high crust.

My pizza is in the back. Emily's is in the front.




David's pizza turned out great. In fact, they all did. So great we all made second pizzas!

Two for the Price of None

About mid-morning today I got a call from K. She was checking on me to see how I was doing this week. She and her hubby M wanted to take me to lunch. Lovely! We went here where we all three dined on lemon-pepper salmon wraps and Asian slaw. Yummo!

Surely that's enough for any girl to handle, a lovely lunch at a lovely place with lovely folks. But as we were leaving the restaurant, we stopped by Macy's and they were giving away cosmetic products. Yes, I said giving away products. K and I were sure there was something there we could use. So with a quick stroke of our signatures, we were offered one free item, from a table oozing with yummy creams, lotions and cosmetics. My choice was the Clinique Moisture Surge. It came highly recommended from K, and I definitely need more surging of moisture in the arid climate in which I now live. And I'm definitely not paying the SRP anytime soon!
So thanks, M&K for a wonderful lunch, and thanks Macy's for a wonderful cream.

This One is for You, Shannon!

This post was supposed to be about my Inaugural Luncheon I had today. See photo below for a very patriotic table setting! I hosted three staff/wives for lunch today. It was lovely. Until one of them went to the living room to answer her phone, and said...

..."Kim your candle is on fire!!!" (I know most candles usually are on fire, but that's what she said!) I think what she meant was "Kim, your candle is melting all over your living room!" which would have been a slight exaggeration, but it was all over the cabinet and leaking onto the floor. This three-wick candle had gone psycho, oozing lava like goo all over my silk scarf...

...and onto the tile floor below. Eeewwww! What you don't see in the photos is the three-flames dancing erratically in the center of the lava pot, leaping and stretching as far as their little candle selves would let them. I was able to blow them out before they leaped and stretched far enough to cause any serious damage. Thankfully.

Beware! The candles of this world seem to be developing minds of their own. Right, Shannon?

Fire!

Jim's mom was awakened at 2:00am Saturday morning by an alarm. She thought it was his Dad's feeding tube alarm, but when she went to check on him, the room was filled with smoke. There was a fire! She was able to call 911, and Jim's nephew helped her get Dad out of the house safely. They are all safe. The house is a loss. It was the smoke alarm that saved their lives. Have you checked the batteries in your smoke alarm lately?

Manhattan...Montana

Jim went to a funeral yesterday, the mother of a man in our church. Frankie Lou was named after her grandparents. Her parents were obviously expecting a boy! Frankie grew up in Montana, but in her youth went to California and enrolled in the Arthur Murray's school of dance. She came back to Montana, and lived a full life. One of her shining moments was when she was chosen to be in a beef commercial, they showed the commercial at her funeral. I actually remember this commercial from 1989. Frankie is the waitress in the restaurant, that laughs. Hers is the only voice heard in the commercial. She was known for her constant smile and pleasant laughter. She was from Manhattan, Montana, a town about 20 minutes from Bozeman. Enjoy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBAYiAwZ214

Now don't you feel like eating a burger?

Nothing New

Guess my life has come to a screeching halt. Guess that's the reason I haven't blogged in weeks. I mean who wants to hear that Andrew went to Port Angeles for several days to meet his girlfriend's family, or that I cried on the way home from the airport after I dropped him off to go back to JBU, or that Grace tripped in gym class and smacked her head on the block wall and came home with a goose egg on her forehead and her teacher called her a wuss the next day when she had such a bad headache she didn't want to participate in gym, or that we went to the Casey's for amazing homemade pizza, or that Emily has decided to fly back to Chicago for Lightrider next month, or that my daughter's brother-in-law asked wonderful Beth to marry him and she said yes, or that Jim invited our small group to our house for the Super Bowl and now I have a lot of planning to do, or that we have decided to start looking for a house to buy, or that I met Carla for lunch, or that I am having lunch next Tuesday at my house for staff wives, or that Grace has started basketball, or that David's basketball team played at halftime at a MSU game, or that Grace has double ear infections, or that we skyped with the Clark's and Bailey waved to me? Yeah, nothing really going on here.

New Year's Day

What does the view from your sledding hill look like?

Two hours of climbing and sledding left us all exhausted!
Thanks Potts family for a great hill, and an exhilarating start to the New Year!